Play, play for tomorrow is war, laughing, and
crying, another generation arrives on the scene,
Soon there will be war, a generation of babies
are crying in the street. Mothers wished that war
...
I planted myself a garden, a garden of all
different kinds of flowers. I decided to make a bouquet
beautifully selected. My black carnation which I will
call Ebony for you are strong, in the image of me, I
...
Children Of War
Play, play for tomorrow is war, laughing, and
crying, another generation arrives on the scene,
Soon there will be war, a generation of babies
are crying in the street. Mothers wished that war
is no more. Fathers rushes of to war realizes
that their children must follow the same path
tomorrow.
Tomorrow is promised as I sit under the sun
considering all these things. there is a time for
all things. Time never stops it keeps right on going
Children, children enjoy and play, run about for
tomorrow will come, time is passing.
This generation will rise, what do one say in times
like this? Play for tomorrow will come.
It was not meant to be this way, unfortunate
situation has taken hold of one's life.
The government with no democracy has push their
own people back up against
into the corner without knowing how to survive.
I think all of Emma Sabessar work is great and original. Emma poetry's are really outstanding and her poetry has it's own meanings base on life.Emma you are an poet indeed.Keep up your unique work.You have touched many people in your writing's of love, war, peace, and spiritual meanings. You makes little simple words powerful, that reaches the world.
THESE POMES ARE INSPIRING AND GIVES YOU A SENCE OF CALM FEELING WHEN YOU READ IT. I REALLY ENJOYED THEM. I WOULD LIKE TO SAY THANK TO THE AUTHOR FOR SHARING HER INSPIRATION WITH US